This is a true story, and I hope to tell more about my life in the future. You can copy it, use it, whatever, I don't care. Just hope you like it.
Now, legal beagle, this is all made up, fiction, not real, if it's not legal where you live don't read it.
I'm not a writer, but thought I would be nice to share my life in the midwest with everyone.
Now on with my sex life.
This is a short quick version of when I was little and discovered cock... I'm still in love with cock and ass to this day. There's a better version I may put out there later.
Near as I can figure, the first time I met Johnny I was two or maybe three. My birthdays in August and I remember this really well, but not much else except for little things here and there.
I've found out over the years that Johnny was the son of someone my dad went to school with, and was at our farm to help in the fields. I rode on the tractor with my dad before so when I asked Johnny to ride with him, it was OK.
We were on the tractor for a while, when he put his hand between my legs and lifted me by my crotch. After I was moved I noticed his hand was doing something. When I looked, I saw this big cock hanging out of his buttons between my legs and I think it was love at second site... The first cock I fell in love with was my dad's. Couldn't leave it alone and had just seen it hard for the first time a few weeks earlier.
I grabbed his cock of course, and Johnny moved my hand off but I kept looking. I knew it was a dick like mine, but big like my dad's. Dad's was big round, not to long, and had skin on the end. I had seen cocks of all sizes young and old (peeing in the field or out behind the barn is common in the Midwest, and I looked, not peeked)...But in all my life, this was the first one I had seen that was sticking out in the open and really big like dad's.
When we got to the end of the field, I grabbed it again and kind of moved my hands up and down like Johnny had been. He had to shift, steer, use the clutch and brake to turn, so I was safe. When he turned though he stopped and pulled my hand away. I can't remember exactly what he said, but he knew it hurt my feelings so he let me touch it again. He started the tractor, moved me in the middle of his lap, pulled his cock up between, and pushed my legs together. It was so cool seeing that big cock sticking up, and he let me touch it with him.. We made it to the other end and the most amazing thing happened, Johnny was moving up and down and kind of moaning when he pushed the clutch in, shifted, pulled the throttle back, punched the brake, grabbed me and lifted his hips, he pushed my legs together with his knees and grabbed my hands in his. Both of us jacking that huge cock between my legs, then Agrrrggghhh white stuff... Then more as he pulled me closer and kept moving between my legs.. Arrhhharrrhrgggg (dirty word) and it did it again.. a fountain of white cream shooting about up to my shoulders and dropping back on my pants, shirt, the seat, the gauges, the floor... Man
When he settled down I asked what that was, and he asked me "Know what Borden's cream in the can is?" and I nodded. "That's Johnny cream..." I was hooked...
I remember he cleaned me up and that we had to go in for lunch, then Mom wouldn't let me go again. I was really mad...
But, next day he was there again! This time when we went out, he lifted my onto his lap, took his cock out right away, and pulled it up where I could play with it. I remember he shot once almost right away. The next time was cooler. We had to stop to pee, and peed off the tractor. When my pants were down, Johnny rubbed my butt... I thought it was weird, but he liked me and I was in lust.. When I leaned over to pick my pants up, he picked me up instead and set me on his lap while pulling his cock up, and rubbing it on my balls and cock. I was in heaven while he moved his cock up and down while rubbing my balls and cock and I was feeling his big grown up dick. This time it took a few more minutes, but it seemed like he shot that white "Johnny cream" really fast.
We stopped for a snack, and he made me put my shirt on so I wouldn't get burned, but let me leave my pants off. We made few rounds with me leaning on his chest when his cock made another appearance. We did the rubbing, him pushing, my keeping my legs together but as he got closer and we got to the end of the field he stopped the tractor again and just as he hit that point where I remember the white stuff came out, I leaned over and put my lips on his cock as far as I could... he tried to pull me back but I wouldn't let him... his hot cum first fired hot blasts at the back of my throat, one after the other, then settled as he did two smaller pumps with a lot of cream.. less and less until he was still... I didn't move..."Bud, you can't do that..." he said. I just licked the end to see if there was more.
Johnny and I had more fun during that few days that summer. We also had more fun the next summer. The last time we had fun was at my Aunts and Uncles farm, and that was the last time I saw him. I would like to tell about them in more detail.
There are so many other fun things that happened...